"Captain, what are you looking for us?"

Xingye asked as if he was stupid, but in fact, his smart and dark eyes were constantly looking at a dagger in the box.

Dao Wanqian and others were already chuckling and rubbing their hands, drooling, looking expectant.

After all, the boxes are all the national weapons of Daxia!

They are all cultural relics for thousands of years!

And it's all kinds of weapons!

They could vaguely guess what Lin Fan was going to do. After all, during the live broadcast yesterday, the Empress of the Eternal Emperor said in person...

"If you have the opportunity to communicate with me, I will awaken them."

Thinking about the meaning, and looking at the large number of cultural relics Lin Fan got, the fool understands what he is going to do!

"Amitabha, I said, I should have changed my equipment long ago." The compassionate master stared at a rusty Zen staff and a worn-out cassock. "Good, if the little monk read it right, then was the nine-ring tin staff and brocade cassock that Master Xuanzang of my Buddhism used when he traveled east?"

Nine-ring tin staff, colorful cassock!

The legendary treasure accompanied by Master Xuanzang's Journey to the West.

In history, Master Xuanzang really belonged to him, and Master Xuanzang really traveled to the west.

The nine-ring tin staff and the colorful cassock are originally the most supreme treasure. After accompanying Master Xuanzang to travel the west, he was even more contaminated with infinite merits. In the eyes of this compassionate master, the merits above are like clouds, rising up!

Dao Wanqian stared at a rusty Taoist sword with a shocked expression: "The Three Pure Treasures, the Zhuxian Sword of the Spiritual Bao Tianzun!"

Gong Shuming looked at a broken wooden saw in the box in disbelief and murmured in a low voice: "Luban saw!"

In the history of Daxia, the saw was Lu Ban, or Gongshu Ban, and was invented by this carpenter's founder himself.

And this is a Luban saw!

How could the saw Lu Ban use himself be ordinary?

For a moment, Gong Shuming's hands were trembling with excitement.

"Haha, look at you who are excited, then next..." Lin Fan said this, suddenly paused, and looked at Gongshuming with disbelief: "Your hand..."

Lin Fan clearly remembered that when he was facing the president of the Phoenix who was wearing a phoenix and manipulating the power of the phoenix, Gong Shuming's left arm was burned out.

But now.

Gong Shuming's left hand was still there, and it was extremely flexible, and he was even shaking slightly due to the excitement of his mood. It was simply a living hand!

Although the hand was wearing gloves, it was exactly the same as a normal arm!

Noting Lin Fan's gaze, Gong Shuming waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, I'm just a carpenter."

"A carpenter, besides building things, they are just repairing things."

"My hand is broken, so I'll fix it, it's that simple."

Gong Shuming said as he pulled open his sleeves. There was an arm made of exquisite wood, with countless mechanisms and extremely precise.

As if to prove that he was right, the hand waved a few times, clenched his five fingers and loosened it.

"This..." Lin Fan was stunned at the time: "Do you still have this skill?"

"It's okay, actually this is OK. I just think it's very troublesome to carry some tools with you..." Gong Shuming said, opening a wooden fingertip, which was a small screwdriver, and after opening the other finger, it was a small pair of scissors.

The next moment.

"Click."

With the sound of mechanical sound, Gong Shuming's entire fist suddenly tightened, and his entire arm turned into a huge hammer!

On the shoulders, a hook rope is poked out.

"Bang!"

The hook rope ejected out and was nailed directly to the ceiling. At the same time, the gears in Gongshuming's left arm began to rotate, and the whole person actually rose up and hung directly to the ceiling, and then slowly descended to the ground again.

Everyone was stunned.

"I'm thinking back and thinking about it, putting weapons in my arms, such as darts, gun barrels, etc...." Gong Shuming frowned and looked at the other arm with some dissatisfaction. "Also, it's not enough to transform one left arm. I wondered when I would have to cut my right arm. Next, I plan to cut my legs, and it's useless to keep it..."

Lin Fan: “…”

Why do you feel like you have opened an inappropriate technology tree?

Is this how carpenters play?

Looking at Gongshuming with a thoughtful look on his face, Lin Fan suddenly remembered a sentence.

The body is bitter and weak, and the machinery ascends.

Seeing this, Lin Fan was really worried that this guy might not be in a bad mood one day, so he directly replaced his body with a mechanical one.

"I don't think you should be in the First Team of the God Killing Army. One day you have to find an excuse to throw it to you on the construction site."

"By the way, I'll turn around and say to Mr. Chen, don't worry about your broken arm. He is still working hard for you to develop prosthetics for you." Lin Fan scratched his head and said, "Okay, everyone, choose the items they need. They must be what they need!"

Lin Fan's words were not finished.

Everyone rushed up in an instant, screaming and Dao Wanqian grabbed the Zhuxian Sword he was staring at, and laughed loudly in his hand holding the rusty Zhuxian Sword!

"This one is mine! Don't snatch it!" The compassionate master was holding a cassock in one hand and a power-based psychic in the other hand, pulling the nine-ring tin staff with a power genital, looking helpless: "Donor, I know you are powerful. Go and get that cauldron. That thing is much more useful than a tin staff. Whoever you hit is broken!"

The power-based psychic person thought about it and really put down his tin staff and raised the extremely heavy Shang Dynasty ancient tripod with both hands!

Old Jin smiled and looked at the chaotic scene. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. He turned to look at Lin Fan: "Then you..."

"Don't worry, I've taken it long ago." Lin Fan patted his waist.

A short rusty knife was hung around Lin Fan.

The short sword looked particularly strange, extremely large, with two palms wide, hanging around Lin Fan's waist, almost touching the ground.

The shape is also very wild. Through the rust, a green dragon can be vaguely seen entrenching on it, forming a ferocious roar.

The handle of the knife seems to be broken. These characteristics combined together give people the feeling that it is not like a short knife at all, but like part of a long knife...

Mr. Jin didn't know much about historical relics and frowned and said, "You are..."

"Qinglong Yanyue Sword." Lin Fan stroked the short knife around his waist like a treasure.

Old Jin immediately took a breath: "Guan Yu... the throne has brought you all this?!"

"It's okay." Lin Fan nodded with a pretentious look on his face: "The kingdom also knows that this kind of knife is worthy of my identity. Alas, let's go back and ask the kingdom if the bones of the red rabbit horse are still there..."

Jin Zhen couldn't listen, so he glanced at Lin Fan who was chuckling and said angrily: "It's a fucking Red Rabbit Horse, I'll give you a rocket launcher, can you see if you can?"

"hey-hey……"

Just as the two were chatting and laughing.

More than a hundred members of the God-killing Army have chosen their own equipment!
Chapter completed!